Drowning in my sleep...
Liquid noise...
Liquid feel...
Water over and underneath...
in mass quantity and miniscule...
jet lashes ladden with drops...
salty or sweet?
not salt this time...
not for this dream...
sweet, delicious, and refreshing...
spent raindrops fall a second time...
they splash upon my cheek...
spent for good this time...
I've been waiting for this for weeks...
perfect jewels balance on my lashes...
crystal clear blue tinged grey...
they recede to join the flow...
intent on making it to the dirt...
now mud... of the earth...
as my eyes squint open against the rain...
a steady onslaught...
a wet warmth...
that leaves a chill...
charcoal clouds...
hanging steady...
patient, melancholic...
overhead...
partially submerged...
not quite saturated...
no real thoughts...
come to mind...
I miss this...
waking up to find...
that I've been sleeping in the rain...















Comments
Love the poem, too. Faved
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"The person you love is 72.8% water."
I need something profound to put here..
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Glad you liked it though, too. Lolz
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Like the pheonix, rising from the flames...so shall this epic journey unfold as we discover our ancient future and craft legends through fire and flight. This is a night of transendence.
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Like the pheonix, rising from the flames...so shall this epic journey unfold as we discover our ancient future and craft legends through fire and flight. This is a night of transendence.
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